Day 127 | Open :: I stared up at the sun

[orzelbialy]

Who: Frederic and anyone else who comes across him moping about
Open: Open
When: Day 127
Where: The lake on the other side of the Dragonfield
What: Frederic really wants his piano, but he's short the shards required for it. This is very distressing for Mr. Chopin.
Format: action
Warnings: Overly dramatic composers

[Composing a song was just one step in many While Frederic was more than happy to find that his skills hadn't atrophied any in the time he had spent in the other world and the time he had been in this new one, he was equally as distressed that he couldn't actually do anything beyond put the notes to paper.

Not getting to play his beloved piano was beginning to become a point of physical duress for him, and he had no idea how to handle it. He had never been away from the keys of his favored instrument for so long.

To say as much to anyone, though, was a wretched thought he didn't want to entertain. How weak he must appear to them all, finding something as petty as the lack of a musical instrument to moan and whine over when they were living on the edges of a ruined world!

But that didn't stop him from withdrawing himself from others to go find a place to sulk about it, because what else could he do?

Some survivors might hear an odd occasional sigh coming from the small lake that led in to the river that bordered the Dragonfield, and if they cared to investigate it the would find a certain composer lying on his back, staring at the odd colored sky above.]

Comments

[orzelbialy]

I have no qualms over it, but I spent a good many of my days stuffed away inside rooms, biding my time with a piano and paper in hopes of good enough weather that I could brave the outside.

[He lets out a wistful sigh.]

I suppose not everyone is capable of sharing my experience, nor would they want to. And you're young yet! To have such freedom must have been exhilarating.

[ourlegends]

Ah ...

[ Let's not talk about being cooped up anymore, because that's not something either of them seem to enjoy. ]

You play piano?

[orzelbialy]

[Not really, no.]

Yes. I am a composer, actually. Quite famous where I came from, in fact.

[ourlegends]

Really? That's really cool ...

[ Yep, she's impressed. Her eyes are wide and she has a huge smile. She's pretty famous where she comes from at this point too, but she won't talk about that. It's embarrassing. ]

I would really like to hear you play sometime!

[ If this place has a Piano at all. ]

[orzelbialy]

[That reaction earns a smile from him as well, but he does shake his head, too.]

There is no piano here yet, but I would like to work towards getting one. I was considering someplace out doors, so my pieces could be heard by others.

[ourlegends]

That would be nice ... but what about weather conditions? You wouldn't want something that nice getting totally ruined if it rains or something.

[orzelbialy]

A gazebo would be the easiest solution, though as I understand it the most "weather" we have here consists of cloud cover to make the illusion of night.

[ourlegends]

It doesn't rain here?

[ .... huh. that's. something. ]

I only just got here recently, and I've kind of been in the hospital since then, so ... I haven't had a lot of time to really get to know the place.

[orzelbialy]

So I've been told. I don't understand much of the logistics behind it, just that until recently there was no true "night" here, as the sun never seemed to set.

[ourlegends]

... how did people sleep without any sense of day or night? Did they just sleep whenever they got tired?

[ MIND BLOWN. ]

[orzelbialy]

Curtains and heavy blankets on windows were apparently the best course of action.

[ourlegends]

I guess that might work ... especially if people get tired enough.

[ That is a strange concept that she is pretty glad she won't have to deal with in this place, no offense. ]

[orzelbialy]

If one was exhausted enough I'm sure they would sleep regardless of the light outside.

[ourlegends]

I guess so. Naps kind of work that way, too.

[orzelbialy]

Indeed they do.

That said, I do hope you're not straining yourself by being out here.

[ourlegends]

[ Eh ... heh heh. ]

Well ... I don't feel any worse now than I did before? I have a feeling my boyfriend might get a bit worried if he comes back to the hospital room and finds me gone ...

[ ... Whoops. That might not be a good thing. She also has a feeling N will understand, though, knowing how restless she had been lately. ]

[orzelbialy]

[Oh dear.]

Shouldn't you return before he does then? Would you like me to escort you back?

[ourlegends]

I probably should ...

[ She wants to stay out a little longer, though, and it's pretty obvious. ]

I should be fine getting back on my own.

[ Though if you don't escort her, she might not go directly back to the hospital. ]

[orzelbialy]

[that's what he's concerned about]

Are you certain? You wouldn't want to have something happen and find yourself alone and unable to call for help.

[ourlegends]

Hm? I'm not alone at all.

[ She reaches for her bag with her good hand and brings out a pokeball, releasing the Frillish that was inside. ]

Friiiiill~!!

[ Frillish wasted no time in being an affectionate little shit, nuzzling happily against his trainer's cheek. Traiiiinerrrrr I loves you, give me loves tooooooo! ]

[orzelbialy]

[WHAT IS THAT THING D:]

O-oh my... what... what in the world... ?

[ourlegends]

[ Frillish notices they aren't alone and hides behind his trainer, peeking out a little at the other man. Hilda looked behind her a little, and then back to Frederic. ]

This is Frillish. He's a Pokemon.

[ ... he might not know what a Pokemon is. Uh. Well. By this point she's used to explaining. ]

Don't worry, he's really friendly.

[ She looks back at Frillish again. ]

Frillish, it's okay. Frederic is a friend. Go say hello to him?

[ Frillish slowly comes out from behind his trainer and cautiously floats toward Frederic, offering a tentacle for shaking. ]

[orzelbialy]

[Frederic was far more used to dealing with the monsters in Polka's world, and while this didn't exactly look like them there was a resemblance to a certain tentacled creature there.

But... she's right, it's friendly. And he is, too. Awkwardly, he reaches towards the offered tentacle.]

Well then... it's nice to meet you, Mr. Frillish.

[ourlegends]

[ Frillish makes a happy noise, slipping his tentacle out of Frederic's hand and moving in to nuzzle him as well. Affectionate little shit, he is. ]

He's really affectionate ... sorry if that makes you uncomfortable at all.

[ sheepish, goooo. ]

[orzelbialy]

Ah--!

[It was startling, of course, but after a moment Frederic just let out a laugh, petting the jellyfish Pokemon gently.]

Such a fascinating creature! These... Pokemon are common in your world?